Today is just not working. I need a restart button.
I've done stuff, but not enough. It feels like a weather shift, but the BOM tells me it's bright and sparkly weather all the way.
I think I shall spend the next few hours fighting with the colonisation of my loungeroom by paper and reduce the tasks to a dealable number. This is y revenge against the day.
Eurovision is next weekend. That's solve everything. It would solve more if I had a party to go to, but I have both TV and computer and can always work in front of it. This year I get to vote! Australia is in Europe for three days! Just what we've always dreamed of! Now, how to introduce proper Eurovision drinking games into fan circles in Europe...
PS It turns out that today wasn't working because of the virus I knew I had. I have a sparkly fever to match the sparkly day. I feel that this is the healing part of it ie it will be over tomorrow. If it isn't over tomorrow, then I shall take a nap in the afternoon, because i can if I finish that piece of fiction tonight. Which I shall.
PPS This is the first story I've written with so much aid from Google Earth. I have my own pictures for this region, but it's so much more fun this way.
Published on May 15, 2015 23:32